Monday Miscellany

The things that went wrong with Sunday edition:

  • The guy showed up to replace our natural gas meter on Sunday morning at 9 am. Which was a surprise to Mr. Spit, because I had forgotten to tell him I booked the appointment.
  • Then Kuri showed up. Which was also a surprise, because I forgot to tell Mr. Spit that she was coming by to pick up a cheque.
  • Mr. Spit did ask if there were going to be any more visitors.
  • I also got to the airport about 3 minutes before my plane left. They were calling final boarding as I was standing in security.
  • Then there were luggage delays, so we sat on the tarmac for another 20 mins.
  • When I landed in Vancouver (where I’m spending Monday), Mr. Spit asked if it was raining. The surprise there is that he had to ask.
  • I have been driven all through Vancouver, which is lovely (but wet!)
  • I saw my Uncle’s boat, which was a surprise because it was bigger than I expected.
  • When I got to my hotel, the floors were polished granite and my shoes were wet, so I slipped and landed face first on the granite floor. Mostly hitting the knee that was already sore. It was surprisingly painful and unsurprisingly undignified.
  • I had a wonderful dinner with My Uncle and Aunt. Absolutely wonderful. (This wasn’t surprising).
  • But there was a file of papers that I got. And that was surprising. And I’m still trying to digest it.
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3 Responses to Monday Miscellany

  1. a says:

    What’s in the file of papers?

    And I can’t understand why Mr. Spit doesn’t appreciate early Sunday morning visitors? 🙂

  2. How long are you in Van?

  3. Mr. Spit says:

    Oh, I didn’t mind the Sunday visitors (I was up at 7 to pick up the niece from the bus depot sometime between 7:30 and 8:00, when the late bus made it in)… It did make for a hopelessly abbreviated morning. Hitting all the red lights the first 20 minutes of our 35 minute drive to the airport didn’t help matters. At. All.
    And Mrs. Spit is making a whirlwind pass through the Lower Mainland, slightly more than a day.
    And I’ve heard it doesn’t rain the entire winter at the end of the Fraser River… maybe?

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